When I rushed back to the leisurely residence, it was already night.

The rain was already falling as big as a bean, and it hit the roof of the carriage with a thudding sound.

Old Mrs. Jiang really held an umbrella and waited at the door, her face under her gray hair was full of anxiety.

When he saw the carriage come to a halt, he hurried up to meet it, opened the curtain and looked in.

Seeing Jiang Zhimian, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mianmian, come, grandma will hold an umbrella for you, don't get cold in the rain, the rain in this summer is cold!" Old lady Jiang said.

Jiang Zhimian agreed.

Then he turned his head to look at Chi Mohan, "I'll come to you again tomorrow, you guys should go back quickly, especially Qilin, take a hot bath to get rid of the cold, it's not a joke to catch a cold." ”

"Thank you...... Miss Jiang cares. Kirin said.

Jiang Zhimian got out of the carriage, and Mrs. Jiang immediately sent all the umbrellas to her, and most of her body was drenched in the rain.

"Milk, I'll hold an umbrella, okay?" Jiang Zhimian knew that it was useless to push, so he had to take the initiative to intervene.

She came to get an umbrella so that neither of them would get wet in the rain.

Fortunately, the carriage was at the door of the leisurely residence, and without taking two steps, it was under the eaves, and there was no need to hold an umbrella.

Jiang Zhimian waved his hand to the three people in the car again, "Go back quickly, see you tomorrow." ”

She also turned around and helped Mrs. Jiang back.

First, he urged Mrs. Jiang to change into dry clothes, and then went to the stove room to cook two cups of ginger tea, and brought them to Mrs. Jiang's room, where the two faced each other and drank with cups.

When the hot and spicy ginger tea enters the stomach, the internal organs will be warmed up.

Mrs. Jiang asked, "Mianmian, I heard your eldest brother say, what kind of beauty salon are you going to open recently, are you going to discuss with Chi Mohan and them today?" ”

"Well, I went out to look at the shop, and I wanted to choose a suitable one, so I delayed until now." Jiang Zhimian nodded.

Regarding Shang Shuci's robbery, she didn't plan to tell the Jiang family about it for the time being.

Now, it doesn't do anything other than cause panic.

Especially the old lady, once she learns about it, what is it?

Wouldn't they follow her twelve hours a day, lest something happen to her?

She really can't bear this kind of protection.

Besides, the Jiang family is really busy now.

To prepare for the second brother's marriage, to renovate Guangjuxuan, and to find a favorite partner for the eldest brother.

Plus her beauty salon and blush can't be left behind.

A bunch of things, don't make everyone busier.

In the matter of Shang Shuci, she has three helpers next to her, which is completely sufficient.

"Mianmian, you don't have to work too hard, you know?" Old Mrs. Jiang said distressedly.

Jiang Zhimian nodded and smiled cutely at her, "I know that grandma is the best for me." ”

After talking for a while, Mrs. Jiang was speechless and talked to her about strange things.

"You said that Zhu Bai's arrogant person has not come out for so long, what kind of disease is her son ha, it is not good for so long?"

In the final analysis, it is not that I am worried about Zhu Fengzheng's illness, but that I am worried that Zhu Bai's family is saving a big one.

When the time comes, I will be embarrassed to go to the wedding banquet.

But Zhu Baishi didn't take the initiative, she ran to shout at her, but it became her fault.

In the past two days, Mrs. Jiang has been pondering this matter, and she can't figure it out.

I would like to discuss it with my family.

Old man Jiang knows how to eat, eat, eat.

Zhu Ruyi was treated like Zhu Bai's before, and she was reluctant to say these things in front of her again.

What about Liu Qiaoer? It's a naïve again, people have learned a lot, but it's natural to be stupid, and they still can't change it.

Other sons and grandchildren, not to mention, this is another generation gap is different between men and women, and it is useless to talk about it.

After thinking about it, Mrs. Jiang only thought of Jiang Zhimian.

Her baby Mianmian is a fairy, for this kind of mortal thing, can't she come up with an answer in the blink of an eye?

Sure enough, Jiang Zhimian said, "Probably because the resistance is too poor." ”

"What is resistance?" Mrs. Jiang was very curious about this kind of fairy word.

"It's the meaning of the body, he's in too bad health." Jiang Zhimian was concise and to the point.

Mrs. Jiang was incredible, "Is it still in poor health to be so fat?" Obediently, when I was young, there was a famine, and those who died of starvation and disease were all thin people. ”

"Fat will also be in poor health, that's all fat, it's not good, so it's hard to get sick when you get sick." Jiang Zhimian said.

Although she still didn't understand what was going on, Old Lady Jiang still nodded, "Then it's better to be sick for two more days, and wait until your second brother becomes a pro-marry." ”

"You just hope that she won't come to make trouble, don't expect others to get sick, it's not good." Jiang Zhimian corrected.

Old Lady Jiang was reluctant, "Okay then, listen to you." ”

Of course, in her heart, she still hopes that Zhu Fengzheng is sick, so that Zhu Bai's family can't go out to make trouble.

After talking for a while, Jiang Zhimian began to doze off.

Mrs. Jiang was distressed, and hurriedly sent her back to her room, and after helping her tuck the quilt, she turned around and went back to her room to sleep.

This day was too tired, Jiang Zhimian fell asleep on the bed.

When I opened my eyes again, I was already on the rise.

Mrs. Jiang wanted her to sleep more, but she deliberately didn't call her, but sent breakfast to the house and kept warm with a sea bowl.

When I ate it, it was still warm, and the mung bean porridge was extremely fragrant, which instantly made Jiang Zhimian feel refreshed.

After eating, Jiang Zhimian sent the bowl to the stove room to wash, and it happened that Zhu Ruyi was pinching the hair on the pigskin, so he raised his head and smiled, "Put it there, Mianmian, I'll wash it in a while." ”

"It's okay, it just so happens that there is hot water in the pot, a convenient thing." Jiang Zhimian refused with a smile.

She boiled the bowl in hot water, carefully wiped it with a loofah cloth, and finally rinsed it again before putting it back in the cupboard.

No way, there was no dish soap in ancient times, if you want to wash dishes, the most effective way to remove oil is hot water.

Coupled with the effect of loofah cloth absorbing oil, the washed bowl is still very shiny.

Jiang Zhimian was very satisfied and admired the dishes he washed.

Then his eyes fell on Zhu Ruyi.

She sat at the door of the stove room, bowed her head and carefully pinched the pig's hair, and her white neck went up, and there were thick scarred earlobes.

Jiang Zhimian rubbed a lot of scar removal drugs on her, but they were useless, just because Zhu Ruyi had a scar physique, and a little wound would leave a serious scar.

Now the scar remains on her earlobe, and it has become an eternal symbol.

But Zhu Ruyi obviously doesn't care about these anymore, she is even happier than before.

After learning to let go, she took off the shackles of foolishness and filial piety, relieved, and extremely relaxed.

Probably noticing Jiang Zhimian's eyes, she turned her head and asked with a smile, "Mianmian, what are you going to eat at noon?" ”